when viewed through the lens of a camera... in that medium I am always able to find something that quickens my heart. An errant lock of hair falling across a soft cheek; a long elegantly curved leg; an arch, teasing, knowing but unknowable, glint sparkling in a pair of laughing eyes. A painters eyes, a scuplters hands, an atheletes body, and the soul of a poet. Unfortuneatly I will have to return them all to thier rightful owners soon. Oh, and a sense of humor, sometimes twisted. Sometimes boyish and charming. Occasionally corny...always honest.

My Ideal Person As I have mentioned I am not looking for a specific woman...one that won't tie me down, but will not be surprised that I am willing to be. I bind women to me with my camera, it is my memory....and it keeps it subjects changeless. What will it take for me to be bound? I cannot tell you...but I know better than to fight it if it occurs. Will it?